Lali

Sunheri doop ki lali,
palkon par theher kar sharmati hui,
aj ke nasseeb ki kashish kal par udhar agar rakh pati,
palak jhapakte hi guzar jati hui is lali ko agar tham pati,
Thodi der ke liye sahi,
agar rukh kar hath thamti mera,
do pal hi kafi hoten uski godh mein sir rakh kar phir so jati,
waqt ka kya hai,
chal karta hai,
aj kya hai kal ka aina hai,
sone do mujhe aj nahin uthna hai,
sunheri dhoop mein akash ki chadar odhe kuch nhain sochna hai,
shyam ki dhandh jab bandan ko jhanjhalne dastak degi,
tab dhodi si lali apni muthi mein chipayi hui apni mathe pe
lagaye,
Aj ka samna karungi

Change............

Its been a longtime since I sat in front of my computer trying to dress my woes in pretty

words. Somewhat attempting to do the same today. Though I am not too sure whether I am
woe stricken.Missing are roses and Chocolate and that flutter in the middle of the stomach, elements synonmous to the four word letter love.The chocolate is sure there bought of the counter adding the kilos to my already escalating weigning scale. The flutter in the middle of the stomach creeps in too when the client decides to play hide and seek and the roses well what are birthdays for.

Happily ever after seems more utopian than ever before and love seems to be some distant day dream in age sixteen. Frankly I think I am taking this awakening pretty well, had a very suspicious feeling that finding myself in front of the extrememely unintresting phenomena called life I would probably sell the hope of living.
Must admit I have found new found admiration for my pink piggy the patience the pig has with me is mind numbing. Much more intense than the moron men that i have dated. The question

sometimes I ask is whether I have some mystical powers that attract me to losers in life or either that all men fall in the same category. Just that by the time they turn 30 they suddenly realise that they better start atleast attempting to play grown up or they are going to face detention forever. I suddenly find myself talking about men again and am shaking my head with a big disappointment on my face. I think god should have made more choices in gender, I mean its not fare that you are left with no choice but to compromise with the other sex because there is no other sex than that. Hmmmmmmm and for women like me for whom compromise is equal to deep sea diving ( I have had near drowning experience thrice) its as good as saying good bye to the possibility of those lovely red bengali sarees, the charming punjabi chuda and ofcourse the diamond mangalsutra I saw on kyunki saas bhi kabhi bahu thi and did I mention sindoor( from natural earth products). Sighhhh well but I guess if you are up against a species that does not understand the simple logic that what goes around should come around you cant have much hope. Dog is the mans best friend. I guess there has been some big mix up there.

My Pandy was a well trained cute puppy and it took just a year.

Men r losers

I am extremely pissed of with men. I mean seriously imagine the most sensitive to womenkind
can be so difficult, dont want to even think about the usual variety. Looking at them makes
me want to believe that god is a man, there is no way a specimen like that could otherwise
come to exist in this fascinating world. Its sufficient to say that they are a disappointing bunch.
Alongwith expecting a perfect dinner on the table they also expect their life to be sorted out
alongwith the change of pyajamas in the night to the tie in the morning. And ofcourse how can you forget the I am the man so I have the right to have a temper role. That is supposed to
be the norm. Aur kuch aye ya na aye lekin mard hai toh ghussa toh hona hi chahiye. But Khussa
and women toba toba no chance a woman with a temper is not worth it at all.
Thats quite perfect ! be a non performing slob roar with whatever energy you have whenever you have the energy to ( remember without lifting a finger) and expect the woman ( who by now has perhaps out done even superman for the day ) to bow down and calm his royal higness.
The problem with most men is that they expect a woman of today in a bonzai version with a very big dose of the "sanskar". Hyocrites yaar atleast have the guts to say hai bhai hum conservative atleast women with better things to do in their lifes wont waste their precious time.